Douluo: Peerless Light

These people in the Tang Sect only have very traditional ideas in their minds: As long as I become a Titled Douluo/Super Douluo, and I am so powerful, I will definitely attract many people to join the sect, and then the sect will definitely be able to complete its revival!

All I can say is that he is very stupid and naive.

In fact, even if you are really a super Douluo, so what?

Even if you are an extreme Douluo, what can you do?

What can you bring to the disciples of the sect?

Apart from being able to fight, is it possible for him to be a bodyguard for the disciples of the sect?

This is not like other sects in fantasy worlds. A top-level expert is a living paradise, a walking humanoid breakthrough machine.

Preaching sermons to your disciples can help them make breakthroughs at will, and can make them enlightened and make great progress in their cultivation.

Douluo Continent doesn’t like this at all!

A person with good talent can achieve the title of Douluo by practicing casually, but a person with poor talent can go into high-intensity retreat 24 hours a day to no avail.

For sects and the like, one or two Titled Douluo-level combat capabilities are enough to be more or less passable.

Whether there is a Super Douluo or an Extreme Douluo, the impact is really not that big.

It can only be said that there is the best, and it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t exist.

Whether it can bring immediate benefits to the disciples is the most important thing.

The Tang Sect simply didn't understand what its advantages were.

He holds several unique secret techniques but is reluctant to use them. He simply lets others work on them, which is called a test.

Could it be that other soul masters are all fools, and only a few of us in the Tang Sect are smart?

What is the purpose of joining your Tang Sect?

Could it be that you want some gold soul coins?

A sect with no core competitiveness, a sect with no ability to innovate, a sect that sticks to the past and cannot keep up with the changes of the times, plus a leader without any leadership skills.

Adding these items together, this sect can only develop with ghosts.

Now, Tang Ya has begun the process of getting into this corner again.

She didn't think seriously about how the sect was going to develop and why it couldn't develop.

Instead, she stubbornly believed that the reason why the Tang Sect could not develop must be because she, the sect leader, was too weak.

If I could be stronger and become a Contra and a Titled Douluo, the Tang Sect would be able to grow smoothly, right?

As Tang Ya thought this, the aura on her body began to change vaguely.

In those eyes, there was a faint scarlet light flashing, and the whole person's aura continued to become fiercer.

This kind of self-psychological torture that lasted for several years, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, finally made this poor girl unable to suppress it anymore, and she began to subconsciously get in touch with the "dark" side of her martial soul.

A few years ago, Beibei helped her suppress her obsession with Qian Chaoguang's reminder.

Now, no one can help her.

In the darkness, inner demons abound.

Sun and Moon Empire, Mingdu, Imperial Palace.

Corpse puppet Xu Tianran was sitting twistedly on a high-backed throne inlaid with various magnificent gems, and from time to time he let out a few low, inhuman roars.

Not far from him, stood Kong Deming, Zhong Liwu, and Orange, who should have appeared on the frontline battlefield at this time.

Her face looked better than when she was defeated a few months ago, but not much better, still pale and reserved.

Zhongli's gloomy voice sounded: "Finally, I have not been disappointed again. The Heavenly Soul is still in the possession of my Sun and Moon Empire. If the operation in the far north was successful a few months ago, I am afraid that now The Tianhun Empire has long been destroyed, and a lot of time was wasted."

Orange lowered her head respectfully, not daring to speak.

Instead, Kong Deming came closer and patted her shoulder gently.

"Don't blame yourself. God is not as good as man. No one could have imagined that the soul beasts in the far north would suddenly riot."

He comforted Orange and looked directly at Zhong Liwu with sharp eyes.

"Don't follow me here. The three heavenly kings of the Far North are coming together, and two unknown ferocious beasts are coming together. Orange can't resist it. Can your Holy Spirit Sect be able to resist it? If you have the ability, you can control the Far North Mining Area again. Take it back? If you have the ability, you can lead the troops and go now, and I will spare no effort to support you, how about that?"

"snort!"

Zhong Liwu snorted and said nothing.

He couldn't say anything.

With five ferocious beast-level soul beasts dispatched together, plus the three dominant races in the far north, even Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui might not be able to achieve anything good if they join forces.

The geographical environment of the Far North is too great for the growth of ice soul beasts, and it is too severe for the weakening of non-extreme ice soul masters, which makes leapfrogging operations easier.

Under this situation, even the former Emperor Tian was unwilling to fight in the Far North with the Snow Emperor who had not yet broken through to 700,000 years old. This shows how powerful the Far North is.

If that was Douluo Continent’s version of Moscow, there would probably be no problem.

Seeing that Zhongli was acting dumb, Kong Deming continued: "The only regrettable thing about the failure of the Far North Plan is that the prestige that Orange had accumulated in the army plummeted, and no one mentioned the title of Valkyrie anymore. , many veterans are quite dissatisfied, which is a very troublesome thing for us."

"Then we can only hope that nothing will go wrong this time." Zhong Liwu was still angry, "The situation on the front line is relatively stable at present, and Tiandou City was easily taken. If anyone dares to make a fuss at this time, , I will handle it myself."

"In just a few days, we have captured a large area of ​​the Tianhun Empire. This is barely good news. The destruction of Tianhun is just around the corner. If there are any mistakes in this plan again, Kong Deming, you will not be able to escape the blame."

Kong Deming glanced at him, suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and said calmly:

"There is no chance that the Heavenly Soul Empire will have another chance. The Noumenon Sect has been crippled. Shrek City has just withstood the beast wave and is focused on post-war reconstruction. Who can interfere with our battle plan?"

"There are rumors that Du Busui was severely injured in the previous battle to defend Shrek and is still recovering from his injuries in Shrek City. This also explains why he did not appear in the battle of Tiandou City."

"In the past few months, the supply in the rear has been stable, and the rats in the Star Luo Empire have also been temporarily driven back. We need to annex and destroy the entire Tianhun as quickly as possible."

"The longer the time goes on, the greater the possibility of a business trip. When Shrek calms down, it will be difficult for us. They actually have the ability to block the beast god Ditian, which makes me feel a little uneasy .”

"About the next plan, Orange, what do you think?"

Speaking of war, Orange's confidence recovered a little, and after thinking for a while, he said:

"Currently our supply line is a bit long, but the areas previously occupied by us in the Heavenly Soul Empire have been completely stabilized. The originally scheduled rapid offensive by the Heavenly Soul Empire can continue to advance, or even be pushed forward with all its strength."

"As for the harassment from Xingluo, I think there is an old saying in Douluo Continent: 'You can only commit a thief for a thousand days, but you can't prevent a thief for a thousand days.' Instead of being passively beaten, we might as well take the initiative."

"The pressure of a two-front battle is too great, which is not advisable. But we can use our advantages to launch a blitzkrieg. The two Ultimate Douluo seniors and the five major national protectors besides the Fire Phoenix Soul Instructor Group are us The biggest and most unsolvable trump card at present.”

"I suggest that after the Tianhun Empire's offensive stabilizes, we can ask Senior Death God or Senior Dragon Emperor to come forward and teach the Star Luo Empire some lessons around the Mingdou Mountains."

"I suggest that we might as well transfer the fastest Evil Lord soul mentor group back and secretly send an additional soul mentor group from our homeland to the Mingdou Mountains. After our decisive battle with the Tianhun and Dou Ling coalition forces is completed, a group of soul mentors will be sent back. A senior Extreme Douluo led the team and immediately attacked the joint defense front of Tianming City and Yuming City."

"If White Tiger Duke Dai Hao can be killed, it will be a devastating blow to the Star Luo Empire. Even if not, defeating the Star Luo Northwest Group Army in Tianming City and Yuming City will also help stabilize the border situation .”

"Previously, because we transferred all the main troops to Tianhun, and the functionality of the ultra-high-altitude detection soul guides was not perfect, and the number was too scarce, this gave them an opportunity."

"This time we mobilized 5,000 high-altitude detection soul guides and 25 ultra-high altitude detection soul guides to completely seal off the Mingdou Mountains. If Death Douluo can give them great threats and pressure again, Xing Luo will definitely not dare to take such risky actions again."

"By holding the Ming Dou Mountains in our hands, we hold the throat of the Star Luo Empire and half of the Douluo Continent. Whether we attack or retreat, all initiative lies entirely within our control."

"As long as the rear is stable and the border is stable, as the national master said, the destruction of Tianhun is just around the corner. Divide and defeat, the Douluo Continent will be in my hands of the sun and the moon."

After hearing Orange's analysis, Zhong Liwu's expression softened slightly:

"Yes, you are worthy of being so highly regarded by Xu Tianran and Kong Lao, and you have some brains. Compared with the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the army, you do have the demeanor of a famous commander. I hope that this time, you Think more carefully. In the future, when we realize the unification of the sun and the moon, you will be the greatest contributor to the empire."

"The Imperial Master is so complimentary." Orange lowered his head again.

Zhongliwu snorted without knowing why: "As for your proposal, I will inform the Supreme Leader, and she will probably agree. Dragon King Douluo, don't think about it. He has other matters. You can write after you go back. Give me a detailed plan, please hurry."

"Yes, Master National Master." Orange bowed respectfully, and then said with some hesitation, "It's just that the Fire Phoenix Soul Instructor Group"

Kong Deming waved his hand: "No need to worry, I have sent people to recruit a group of qualified female soul mentors, and the training is now being stepped up. Although they are not as strong as the previous Fire Phoenix Soul Mentors, they are still barely usable."

"Three days later, you will set off to return to the front line. The war in the Tianhun Empire cannot be fought without your attention. You don't need to worry about attacking Xingluo. I will prepare it myself. You can write a plan according to the words of the national master. Can."

"Just prepare a little bit. There is something important that you need to do in person tonight."

"Yes, Mr. Kong." Orange saluted, "I wonder what the important matter is? For the glory of the empire, Orange will not hesitate even if his body is shattered."

Zhong Liwu suddenly let out a few evil laughs: "A country cannot live without a king, and a king cannot live without a descendant. The Sun and Moon Empire now needs a crown prince to silence everyone."

Hearing the word "Crown Prince", Orange suddenly trembled all over and subconsciously looked towards the non-humanoid "Xu Tianran".

Could it be that the Imperial Master wants to fight it himself?

No, if that were the case, she would rather die!

What's more, didn't Xu Tianran no longer have that ability during his lifetime?

Kong Deming also said: "The current Sun and Moon Empire needs a crown prince, or at least a prince. This is not only good for the empire, but also good for you to stabilize your position."

"If the Far North Plan had not failed, this matter could have been postponed. But without this, the current empire needs a boost of support. With your wisdom, you should be able to understand that the crown prince is trying to stabilize your own position. , and not others.”

Orange's face was pale, his whole body was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Kong, national master, coke, he, he, he."

Kong Deming glanced at Orange, showed a smile, and said calmly: "Oh, you don't have to worry about this. I can find a way to implant a seed in your body to let it take root and sprout."

"I expected that something like this would happen before Xu Tianran was killed, so that night, I left part of it through the soul guide in advance. Now I just need to implant it through means."

"As long as a boy is born, he will be the future emperor and heir of the Sun and Moon Empire. We can even destroy this puppet after the child is born and let you become involved in politics as the Queen Mother."

"If it's a girl, then you need to repeat it again. There are enough seeds to support you to give birth to a real crown prince."

Kong Deming's old voice was very rich, as kind as a grandfather who loved his granddaughter.

But to Orange's ears, this voice sounded just cold.

She is just a tool.

Orange raised his head and looked at Kong Deming sadly: "Mr. Kong, is there no other way?"

"No." Kong Deming said with a smile.

He was still smiling and maintaining that kind expression.

But in Orange's eyes, this smile was like the face of a demon, cold and terrifying, making people shudder.

Kong Deming has never been a good man, let alone a kind elder.

Can someone who can directly create humanoid biological weapons through drugs be a kind person?

Can he be a good person who can help Ye Xishui create a soul-driven, quasi-level ten soul guide like the Tower of Death, and cooperate with the Holy Spirit Cult?

impossible.

Kong Deming may have extremely high talent for soul tools and strong scientific research capabilities, but this will definitely not be linked to his character.

This does not mean that he has noble moral character, admirable virtues, and other such things.

Zhongli smiled solemnly: "Go back to your palace to prepare. This matter should not be delayed. After it is done, you can quickly set off and return to the front line. I hope you won't do anything to disappoint me."

"Yes, Imperial Master."

Orange's body trembled again, and finally he agreed and left sadly.

After leaving the door, the look on Orange's face became increasingly sad and humiliating.

Enduring humiliation and bearing the burden, is this the price of revenge?

However, even Orange herself didn't notice that at some point, there was a coldness quietly growing in the depths of her eyes.

On the edge of the undead demiplane, a large weapons testing area.

"Fuck! It's done! It's successful!"

"Is this the Dark Knight? It looks a bit weird!"

"It looks like a black sack that has become a spirit to me."

"Sack? No, no, it looks like a swaying seaweed to me."

"Nonsense, it's just a black sack!"

"When I say seaweed, it's seaweed. If you don't accept it, let's have a fight!"

"Come just come, I'm afraid you will be the same! See you in the big square after the meeting is over, whoever is a coward will be a grandson."

"Let's see if I can kill you later."

"It's awesome, it's awesome. I don't know what talents this new race has. I hope it's stronger and more practical."

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A group of experimenters and another group of spectators gathered around a huge, altar-like object, shouting and making noises.

The words "f*ck" and "awesome" kept coming from his mouth.

Right on that altar, there is one person. Oh no, one person. That’s not right, one person!

A humanoid creature that was as dark as a shadow and had a very strange shape stood there.

Now it is waving its limbs happily, showing an erratic swaying posture like seaweed.

Obviously, this humanoid creature that looks like a black plastic bag is the Black Warrior that Qian Chaoguang has been thinking about for several years. It has a substantial soul body that is completely opposite to the undead.

After several years of research by Electrolux, and with the help of observing the environment of the Douluo Palace ruins, the Black Warrior Reincarnation Altar was finally born.

But now it seems that the black warriors born through the altar of reincarnation are much stronger than the original ones born naturally by Yang Wusheng and Tai Yun.

At least once "born", the reincarnated black warrior is directly an intermediate undead creature, and naturally possesses the heart of the undead.

Well, maybe this has something to do with the fact that the reincarnated person itself is an intermediate undead with the heart of the undead.

After the newly born black warrior finally mastered his own form, his originally erratic body began to gradually shrink and solidify, taking on a solid feeling.

And the black color on his body is also fading away, and the whole person shows a unique and strange color.

How do you describe that feeling?

It was probably like a faded photo, with the skin tending to be gray, making it look slightly unreal.

But if you look at it from a distance and ignore the power of death that occasionally pops up, there is almost no difference between the black warrior and the real person.

Although they are still in the state of soul bodies, they are as solid and substantial as Electrolux's soul.

In other words, Darth Vader is the complete opposite of the undead.

The undead have no entity, are completely immune to physical damage, and are mainly attacked by magic.

The Black Warrior has an entity, and is fully equipped with speed, strength, reaction, etc.

It can be said that the Black Warrior is a natural melee master.

No matter how fast the nerve conduction speed is, you can't reach the soul faster than you can!

Thanks to their bodies that can be shaped at will, various weapons can be transformed into their hands at will.

Now the black warrior is trying out his innate ability, trying to transform the spirit of the weapons he used to use during his lifetime.

It is not difficult to tell from the rounds of exclamations around him that he succeeded.

Not only did he transform into his former martial soul, but he also seemed to be able to use some of the soul skills he had before he was born.

An undead soul who was still in the soul state couldn't help but float forward, and his body flickered a few times: "Old Meng, how does it feel to be reincarnated into a black warrior? Do you feel good?"

"It feels so good! It feels so damn good!"

The black warrior waved the ferocious claws condensed on his hands, releasing powerful waves.

Then he used the innate ability of mid-level undead creatures to transform into soul armor.

The dark armor combined with the light black flames made it even more majestic.

This black warrior's name is Meng Xin, and he was originally a being similar to an evil soul master.

The ferocious hand-claw martial spirit makes him have a naturally high affinity for forces such as the power of death breath, resentment, and so on.

Before he became an undead, every time he killed a person, or a life form with a high enough life level, some resentment would accumulate on these claws.

After he was reincarnated into the Dark Knight, his original talent was once again amplified and became even more terrifying and handy.

Originally, he could only use a little bit of resentment accumulated from killing lives to assist himself.

Now, he can directly use the resentment and the power of death breath born in his body for double blessing, and his strength has greatly increased.

When he was enslaved by the Holy Spirit Cult during his lifetime, he was just an ordinary Soul Emperor, with mediocre strength and extremely poor soul ring ratio.

Now that he has become the Dark Knight, he has reached the sky in one step.

It's an understatement to say it's a bit washed.

In the Heart of the Dead state, his combat power far exceeds that of ordinary Soul Saints. With his own characteristics, even Contra can survive several attacks.

Qian Chaoguang, who was eating melon happily along with everyone, couldn't help but asked: "Mengxin. Oh no, Meng Xin, try quickly and see if you can transform into a horse? If I guessed correctly, The innate ability of the Black Warrior should be to bring a war horse that is similar to a clone."

The racial talents of several previous races are exactly the same as the undead creatures in Qian Chaoguang's memory.

Especially when Long Yi in the golden skeleton state brought him the Emperor's Arrival, a talent exclusive to the golden skeleton, Qian Chaoguang had completely confirmed the description of the undead talent in his memory.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

After hearing his boss's inquiry, Meng Xin did not dare to neglect and continued to realize the racial talent of the Black Warrior race.

Each race has different talents after being promoted to mid-level and high-level.

Some are powerful - for example, the lich can rely on the life box to resurrect and reincarnate indefinitely; the golden skeleton comes with the emperor, and can instantly recruit a large number of subordinates.

Some are useless - for example, the single attack power of the Death Knight's Light and Dark Blade is average, and it must be strong when there are a large number of people; the Wailing Banshee's Song of the Dead has extremely low auxiliary effect on non-undead creatures, etc.

If the black warrior race is really the same as Qian Chaoguang remembers, then their ability is to transform into a war horse that is like a clone.

Its strongest point is that this clone horse can also inherit most of the fighting power of the original body.

In terms of overall effect, the Black Knight is slightly more versatile than the Death Knight in small-scale wars.

One of these two races is good at single combat, and the other is good at group fighting. They each have their own strengths.

As expected, Qian Chaoguang's guess was correct.

Within a few minutes, Meng Xin's lower waist gradually turned into the same black color as before, and his legs were gradually lengthened and enlarged vertically.

He also changed from two legs to four legs. The outline of a huge man gradually appeared, and Meng Xin's body was gradually rising.

In just a few seconds, a dark and handsome war horse appeared under his crotch, and it was also wearing a handsome soul armor, which made A Fan greedy.

Compared with the death knight, the black warrior with one mind and two bodies will obviously be more superb in his cooperation with himself.

When it needs to be fixed, his lower body is completely connected to the cloned war horse, forming a state similar to half a man + a complete horse.

When he doesn't need to be fixed, he can dismount directly and give his opponent a glorious two-on-one, which can be said to be an advantage in one-on-one combat.

However.

In many cases, the reality is always the opposite.

Meng Xin tried to control his newly grown four legs to take a few steps, but as soon as he took a step forward, he fell flat on the ground before he could walk out.

He lay on the ground and raised his head with great effort, looking at Qian Chaoguang with four eyes filled with tears. The human mouth and the horse's mouth spoke together: "Your Majesty, how should I walk on four legs? I can't control it at all! And I feel I now have two perspectives and six legs, which is so weird."

Qian Chaoguang: "."

How could such a thing happen?

Shouldn't you be able to stop and kill gods and Buddhas after you are reincarnated?

His grandma actually had to start learning how to walk?

He never dreamed that after being reincarnated, the Black Warrior would have to undergo such a rough training before he could exert his full fighting power.

Qian Chaoguang stretched out his hand and helped the unfortunate guy up together with his horse: "Put the clone horse away first. The library has "Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart" and "Multitasking" and other distraction control techniques. Go and learn them. Learn. As for how to walk on four legs, why don't you go talk to the silver bone horses of the Death Knight?"

He couldn't do anything about it.

Who in the right mind can understand how to walk on four legs?

You can't just ask Qiu'er to teach you, right?

Maybe this girl is still emo with the Silver Dragon King in his secret lair.

Before Qian Chaoguang finished speaking, a silver-bone horse that was watching the fun and eating melons with its owner immediately snorted, blue undead fire spurted out, and paved the ground with its hooves.

Meng Xin stood up again and scratched his head: "Your Majesty, what does it mean? Is it volunteering to teach me how to walk on four legs?"

Although they are all hung on the same soul network, the undead creatures can only hear what each other says.

As for cross-species communication, apart from the death knights who are close to the silver bone horse, or direct communication through soul blending, only Qian Chaoguang, the immortal king, can understand.

Qian Chaoguang glanced at the slightly embarrassed death knight with a strange expression, and then said to Meng Xin: "What about that? Xiaohong just called you a big idiot, a piece of iron trash who can't even walk, and you're still dead. What are you doing? Just live and forget it."

Meng Xin: "."

People who eat melon: "."

Even Electrolux was stunned for a few seconds, and then sighed: "Distance creates beauty, and some things should not be investigated thoroughly. This sentence is indeed true."

Immediately, a burst of shocking laughter broke out in the audience.

Except for the embarrassed Death Knight and the even more embarrassed Meng Xin, everyone present was amused by Xiao Hong's shocking words.

Meng Xin's face, which was not very pale at first, suddenly turned darker.

He was actually severely mocked in public by a horse!

And it’s a dead horse!

Qian Chaoguang patted Xiao Hong's skull and laughed, "Is your hometown from Zu'an or Sun? Your quality needs to be improved."

The death knight on the side suddenly became even more embarrassed, and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will educate Xiao Hong well in the future."

Qian Chaoguang smiled and shook his head: "Okay, okay, if you have nothing to do, just do whatever you need to do. If you want to be reincarnated as a black warrior, you can fill out the application form. Meng Xin and the rest of you are waiting for reincarnation. Yes, after everything is done, go to the scientific research department to report and cooperate with us to test the various data of the new race."

"Okay." Meng Xin nodded.

When the rest of the melon-eating crowd saw the boss speaking, they immediately dispersed.

The work is the work, the practice is the practice, the duel is the duel.

Only a dozen undead souls and souls waiting for reincarnation were left on the scene, as well as the scientific researchers operating the Black Warrior Reincarnation Altar.

"Bad brother, you have increased my workload again."

After everyone was almost gone, Huo Yutong pinched Qian Chaoguang quietly, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Ahem, those who can work hard, those who can work hard," Qian Chaoguang smiled sarcastically, "If it doesn't work out, I will bring Nana back to be your secretary? She, Jing Ziyan, Ye Guyi and the others also went on a business trip for a while. It’s time.”

Huo Yutong's eyes suddenly lit up: "I think it will work! With Sister Na's help, I can at least be half relaxed. That's it, I will see Sister Na tomorrow morning at the latest!"

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you." Qian Chaoguang agreed with a smile.

At this moment, Nana, who was fishing in a corner of Douluo Continent, suddenly felt a chill. She couldn't help sneezing and tightened the blanket around her body.

Jing Ziyan handed her a cup of hot chocolate: "You are a Duhun Sage-level person, but you still catch a cold? Or have you been too busy recently and your body has become weak?"

Nana lay on the soft sofa in a paralyzed posture, took a cup and took a sip. A warm current spread through her body, dispelling her previous aversion to cold.

"Based on my many years of experience, I think it's probably His Majesty who is thinking about arresting me as a coolie again. Sister Ziyan, don't you know what I had before Xiaotong took over the work in the demiplane?" Damn it, you’re coming as soon as you say it’s coming!”

As soon as Nana finished speaking, she reflexively jumped up from the sofa.

Then he said to Jing Ziyan with a mournful face: "His Majesty's transfer order is coming, let's ask Shang Guyi to go together, the good days of fishing for the three of us are over! Your Majesty asked you to be an assistant to Teacher Xuan."

Jing Ziyan was stunned on the spot, and the melon pia in her hand fell to the ground with a thud: "Damn it, why do you want me to go back too! Work as an assistant to Teacher Xuan. Oh, I'm going to get scolded again."

Of course, no matter how much they talk about each other, they are still very honest physically and know what the priorities are in their hearts.

That night, they returned to the demiplane with Ye Guyi and came to the scientific research department to report.

Ji Juechen was sent to the Star Dou Forest by Qian Chaoguang a long time ago to assist in the follow-up research of the second martial soul imparting method, so he separated from Jing Ziyan.

Ye Guyi followed Qian Chaoguang to the laboratory dedicated to his daily research.

"Buzz"

As Qian Chaoguang turned on the switch and the soul power flowed into the core array, the entire laboratory suddenly came to life, showing a strong futuristic sci-fi style.

As soon as she entered the door, Ye Guyi felt an unusual force, which made her feel slightly absent-minded.

It was a very familiar feeling.

As if it were a sacred source between heaven and earth, it had a fatal attraction and an equally fatal repressive force on her.

She even had the urge to worship him.

What's this?

After more than ten seconds, she broke away from the previous state and looked at the thing on the experimental table in front of her with some surprise.

Ye Guyi didn't know what it was.

It looks like a colorful skeleton, but it has six white wings on its back, and its whole body is bathed in holy light.

The most bizarre thing is that scarlet undead fire is burning in its eye sockets.

This means that it is a low-level undead creature, not a simple skeleton.

Judging from the breath coming from it

It turned out to be a skeleton with Titled Douluo level combat power!

The lowest level, a gray-bone skeleton with three pairs of angel wings, has the combat power of a Titled Douluo? ? ?

This is not undead magic at all!

"What on earth is this?" Ye Guyi covered his mouth and tried not to scream.

"This? As you can see, this is a gray-bone skeleton, except that it was an Ultimate Douluo when it was alive, fused with a full set of soul bones, and possesses the Seraph Martial Spirit."

Qian Chaoguang carefully took out a large container from the storage soul guide while answering Ye Guyi's question.

"By the way, speaking of which, you are also at the Soul Saint level now, right? Have you grown the second pair of wings?"

"It's grown out." Ye Guyi felt his scalp numb and his face turned a little pale, "Is this really a skeleton reincarnated from the body of Seraphim Ultimate Douluo? This is incredible, Your Majesty, how did you do it? ? Wasn’t the owner of the Seraph Martial Spirit exterminated thousands of years ago?”

"It's a long story."

Qian Chaoguang smacked his lips and adjusted the angle of the test bench so that it was tilted.

The skeleton above also adjusted its posture and folded its wings to facilitate the experimenter's study of itself.

"To make a long story short, I dug up the grave in Wuhun Palace, dug out the corpses of all the popes of the past generations, and reincarnated them all into undead creatures. The person in front of you now, if nothing else, should be the first pope."

"No, I'm wondering now why the wings of Seraph spirit owners will remain after their death, and they will have physical skeletons."

"And one thing that is very bizarre is that after they were resurrected by me, these wings could absorb the light elements between heaven and earth on their own and condense them into these semi-substantial white wings."

"I have been tinkering with it for several days without making much progress. I just guessed that the angel wings are probably the source of power for the angel martial soul, which is why it can show this special state. No, I want you to do it. Contrast, I guess”

Upon hearing this, Ye Guyi suddenly hugged himself tightly, stepped back one after another, and hit the alloy wall behind with a bang.

"Your Majesty, although you are very kind to me, you can't. You can't."

"What are you thinking about in your little head all day long?"

Qian Chaoguang put down the scalpel in his hand and rolled his eyes.

"I'm just going to see if there are any changes in your bone structure before and after being possessed by the martial spirit. I'll collect some blood and soul power samples. I'll also compare the structure of your feathers and wings. What do you think I'm going to do? Sit with me first. Wait for me for a few minutes."

"Oh, that's it. Your Majesty, you should have told me earlier."

Ye Guyi breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, there seemed to be a little bit of disappointment in his heart.

Then this little angel, who was not too smart, immediately displayed his martial soul possession, and his four white wings flapped in the laboratory, bringing up rays of holy light.

Then, she was very curious and grabbed one of her wings and pulled it down hard.

"Ouch!"

This sudden voice scared Qian Chaoguang and stabbed the seraph skeleton's eye socket with a knife, causing the opponent's soul fire to tremble violently and his brow bone to crack.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Qian Chaoguang subconsciously applied more than a dozen rounds of holy healing to the Seraphim skeleton, and turned to look at Ye Guyi, who was doing something evil behind him.

Then he saw a twisted wing, a similarly twisted expression, and a handful of angel feather leaf bones in his hand.

And that handful of feathers is gradually disintegrating into the most essential light elements, slowly dissipating in the air.

Ye Guyi stayed there in a very strange posture, with a sad face and bared his teeth and said:

"Your Majesty, can you give me some divine healing? I feel like my upper right wing is cramping. It hurts! Why are the feathers I finally plucked out gone?"

Qian Chaoguang suddenly felt that he should put a few black lines on his forehead now.

This little angel

How could you be so stupid as to be so virtuous?

Your wings are part of the martial spirit. Plucking the feathers would destroy the integrity of the martial spirit. Does that not hurt?

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I don’t know if the Lejia who claimed to be a descendant of Qian Renxue during the Dragon King Legend period was descended from Ye Guyi.

If so, then some of Roca's confusing operations would make sense.

This matter belongs to ancestral tradition.

As for whether Lejia is really the descendant of Qian Renxue?

Qian Chaoguang wouldn't believe it unless Qian Renxue came to life and told him personally.

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